Luyện nghe bài hát Candy Paint & Gold Teeth

I'm the south, Southern Hospitality
food dinners, dinners, dinners, dinners, dinners, dinners
I'm from the south where the old folks they don't mind business
Strip is our culture we some heavy spenders

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Candy and Gold Teeth
Paint and Gold Teeth

I'm in Riverdale on 85, at eatin' some Soul Food
Clayton attitude let me know if you down too
Party all with my people
And if yo' ass go hungry man them old folks gon' feed you
I bring drama Sammy Sam, I'm so plain fly
Twista, Do or Die
Car clean no and tie
Ghetto boy like D
Cartier wood grains like I'm C, I hold the flame like Bun B
I ain't from the South Ludacris that country shit
and grits, y'all full of bits, wet paint, big rims
You can't help, but done notice it, put the beat in it, dark
I'm it wit' my bad bitch, she sick ass shit not average
Country hair with good manners, yellin' Riverdale we at

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Candy and Gold Teeth
Candy Paint and Teeth

Man I'm low in my old school, and my locs is on, and I'm so cool
And my top is dropped, so there's no roof and I'm shinin' hard as my gold
I'm as hell, and I'm heavy set, pray to the Lord, but don't get it bent
I'm the hood, and I represent, and I turn it up like the deficit
I'm from Texas bitch, Cadillac no Lexus
Where we ride on fours, with suicide doors that no plexis bitch
So you best not us bitch, cause we will get reckless bitch
Catch you on yo' block wit' that big black Glock take more yo' necklace bitch
Tell me who gon' us, bitch, we outside, down for the hood nigga we gon' ride
My gladiators, yeah go live wit' them AR's and them 4 5s
So watch yo' step, and know yo' place, you trill don't show yo' face
Cause I'll pull and pop, and I'll catch a case, and I'll leave the wit' no trace

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Candy and Gold Teeth
Candy Paint and Teeth

Luda!
Fresh out the and the candy coated Cadillac stacked on amazin' wheels
Seats look like I hollered at the peanut butter company and made a deal
Trucks shakin' jelly these honeys ready to check the spread
Cause I get cheese, and I sandwich myself between the bread
So keep yo' mind on yo' riches, and get yo' right
Cause in these streets you not unless yo' codes right
This southern living is something like you ain't never
Ask any hustler his favorite color is green
out tint white wall spinnin'
Lookin' for the ham hock neck bone, collard green, eatin' women
We some country ass certified in the south
When you speak about who's hottest watch yo' motherfucking

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Candy and Gold Teeth
Paint and Gold Teeth